Last night I just couldn’t seem to get in the mood to write. I’m stuck on one section of the book and my mind just didn’t want to cooperate.
I went to my next door neighbor’s house to drop off something and we started talking about old New Orleans and Cajuns. After talking to her it got me thinking about my own Cajun heritage and how little I actually knew.
When I got back home I decided to research the Cajun heritage a little more in depth. The more I learned the more I knew I wanted to incorporate this into a book. So book 5 was put on the back burner and I started an outline for another book that will incorporate my heritage as well as a haunted plantation.
I really wish I could go back in time and ask my great grandparents and grandparents more about life back then. How I wish I had taken the time when they were alive to talk to them more about our ancestors.
